Archive | May, 2012

Who is this?

29 May

Who is this?


24 May

Fear, Anxiety and Worry

Feeling free of fear, anxiety and worry: I think this makes for a happy person.

You can still feel lonely at times. But there’s nothing to fear or being anxious about or to worry about. If something bad happens, something good is going to follow. (Eventually!) It has to be like this. For there is change all the time. If there wouldn’t be any change, the universe would be very boring!

APOPTOSIS is a normal cell death. It is programmed and happens continuously. (So we have a totally different body today from the one we had two years ago!)

CANCER on the other hand is an abnormal cell division. It is uncontrolled. A neoplastic cell is a cell that is part of a tumour.

I read about this in DEEPAK CHOPRA’S book ‘POWER; FREEDOM and GRACE’. According to DEEPAK, cancer cells ‘have lost the memory of death; they don’t know how to die, and in their quest for immortality, they kill the host body upon which they are dependent for their life.’

‘Death, therefore, is the ticket to life, and death is happening right now in our body-mind. . . . .’ I find this is a very interesting concept. So why are we afraid of change, when in reality change is happening all the time? Indeed, I ask myself, why are so many people forever afraid of change?

Well, what DEEPAK CHOPRA wrote, made me think. I felt I wanted to write about it in a blog, that maybe some bloggers would have an opinion on it and comment on it. I’d love to read your comment!

23 May

It’s only three and a half months since I blogged this blog about pictures as Memory Triggers. Since it created a great response at the time, I want to try and reblog it as a Memory Trigger.


Pictures as Memory Triggers

 Two brothers, both students at the University of Leipzig (Germany), went out together to see a movie. Two young girls, who wore identical dresses, in a giggly mood followed the students into the cinema and sat down behind them. One of the students was my father Alexander, twenty-one at the time, and one of the girls was my mother Charlotte.

Naturally, the two young students did get to know the two girls. Soon the four of them went on outings together, and before long the two young men even started visiting the girls’ home, where they were well received by the girls’ widowed mother.


Five years later Charlotte and Alexander were married. In the meantime Charlotte’s sister Ilse had been engaged to Alexander’s brother Edmund for a few months. Ilse broke the engagement off and later  married well- to -do  Adolf S.

After World…

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A Visit in 1977

21 May

Alexander and Edmund at the Völkerschlachtdenkmal,
Leipzig, in the 1920s

My father died in 1966 (aged 62 years). At the time we could not afford to travel to Germany. The last time I saw him was in 1959 when we left Germany to live in  Australia.

In 1977 we were able to travel to Germany for a visit. One of our stops was Augsburg, where my father’s brother Edmund lived with his second wife, Flora. Edmund had been a widower, so had been Flora. When they married they agreed that when they died they would be buried with their first spouses. They thought that this was a common sense thing to do, because they had married each other when they both were in retirement already. As I recall, Edmund would have been seventy-five in 1977. Flora would have been somewhat younger. She was a retired medical practitioner. However she was still energetic enough to do some part-time work doing medical check-ups on men who were about to apply for a job in the Bundeswehr (German Army).

Some of my relatives had warned me, that Flora was proud to always stick to proper etiquette. ‘Don’t forget to buy flowers for her, when you visit,’ we were told. Arriving at Augsburg Station the first thing we did, was to look for a flower-shop. I think we bought carnations. And I think we arrived a little bit late for the visit. They had of course been expecting us. We were very welcomed and I could see, Flora was pleased with the flowers. We noticed they lived in a superb extremely well furnished apartment. They suggested they would first show us a bit the city, then they would take us for lunch; and afternoon coffee would be back at their place.

Uncle Edmund was always just Uncle E for us. He was the one who had been amused when I told him as a nine year old that I was dancing ‘swing’. He was also the one who had been studying in Leipzig together with my father. One of my cousins thinks my father promoted as Dr. rer. pol. But I think this was Uncle E’s title. I’ve always known my father to have the title of Dr. phil. Anyhow I include here again the photos of Alexander and Edmund from the time in Leipzig in about 1925, where both men met my mother Charlotte as well as my mother’s sister Ilse. (My mother was only fourteen at the time!)


Alexander, Charlotte, Ilse, Edmund
Leipzig, about 1925

Now back to our visit in Augsburg in 1977.  I should mention that the two of us, Peter and I, were the visitors there. Flora and Edmund were splendid in showing us around. Augsburg is quite popular with tourists and we did see a lot. We have some old photos to prove it. What im pressed us quite a bit, was the ‘Fuggerei’, which was established as a low cost housing project some five hundred years ago and is still going. It is very interesting to read up on it and here is the link to the Fuggerei.

The Neptun Fountain in front of
the entrance to the Fuggerei

Here we stand at another Fountain

This is a fountain inside the Fuggerei

A street in the Fuggerei

Somewhere in the city is a beautiful restaurant called the ‘Fuggerei Stube’. We had an enormous lunch there.

Here I am with Flora and Edmund in their apartment

On this photo we all look a bit grim. But this is not how I remember the visit. Both Flora and Edmund were extremely friendly. We had a really good time with them. By the way Flora talked (and she talked a lot!) we noticed straight away that she had grown up in Berlin. She had fun talking with an exaggerated Berlin accent. Not at all ‘ladylike’. When we couldn’t eat everything that was served to us on a huge plate for lunch, she asked for a doggy bag to take home the left overs, even though she didn’t have a dog. She explained, she wouldn’t let good food like this go to waste. She had paid for it. We had been served for lunch beautiful wurst, schinken and cheeses. When Uncle E passed away a few years later, Flora wrote us a very long letter and told us all about his last days. After this we never heard from her again.

Alternative Writing Workshop

21 May


Maybe some bloggers would be interested in this Alternative Writing Workshop. I think with this  workshop  they can reach a wider readership.

Have a look, and Good Luck!

Yellow Chantarelles (Pfifferlinge)

20 May

Here is a  Blog about Pfifferlinge. I found it by googling the word ‘Pfiffferlinge’. Under images of Pfifferlinge was this picture of Pfifferlinge in the pan.



Pfifferlinge in the pans (Flickr: ceiling)



Our daughter bought us the other day a jar with dried yellow chantarelles imported from Poland. As I mentioned in the previous post she also bought us fresh edible red carnations for a salad.

It reminded me of a salad I had for lunch two years ago in Germany. We took a picture of the salad at the time. Here it is. You can see edible daisies on it  together with  lettuce, tomatoes and plenty of chantarelles.

It was delicious!

The mushroom salad

Centennial Park

19 May

This is the bench on and around which were placed the eighteen members of our family who had come to clebrate our 50th. An additional person took photos!
This was in 2006.

Peter is approaching the outside area of the cafe

The glass-doors to the cafe

Look through the glass-doors

Three different parks belong to the Centennial Parklands:
Centennial Park, Moore Park and Queens Park.

After a very satisfying breakfast at our daughter’s place we drove to Centennial Park not far from where the daughter lives. We wanted to see what the place looked like where in 2006 we were celebrating our 50th Wedding Anniversary.

We found the place without difficulty. We knew they had done some alterations a few years ago. So when we arrived there we noticed that to the original cafe a Kiosk had been added plus a lot of outside sitting area. On this mild sunny morning quite a few people were out already enjoying sitting outside with their refreshments from the kiosk.

The cafe looked inside still very much as it looked at the time of our Anniversary when we had lunch there with the whole family. The cafe was closed because it was still early in the morning but we could have a look through the glass-doors. So we took a photo looking inside from outside.

In some parts of the parks horse riding is allowed. On the way into the park we saw a few very beautiful horses with their riders. Unfortunately I did not think of taking picture and later on we didn’t see any horses anymore.

Here are some details from the Map Guide of the Parklands. There’s
Rollerblade Hire
Cycle Hire
Horse Hire
Dog Wash
Underground Reservoirs
and Bubblers

Distances around Grand Drive, Centennial Park:
Road 3.8 km
Walking Path 3.7 km
Horse Track 3.6 km

Distances from the Parklands:
To the CBD of Sydney it is 5 km
To the Airport 7 km
To Bondi Beach 5 km

Bikes for hire

View to the CBD of Sydney

Inside Centennial Park